Carsten closed the front door quietly and took a deep breath. He went to the kitchen for a snack and thought of how life had changed in the past few days. He had never been into mature women, and never had a think for his mother. But what he had seen of Mary in the last few days had his mind all confused. After all, she was his dad’s widow, even if she was much younger than his dad. Now just the thought of her brought him to semi-hardness. He shook his head to clear it and headed up the stairs. At the top, he saw that Mary’s door was ajar again, and without hesitation, he moved to the door and peeked in. He saw her on the bed uncovered, lying on her right side. The platinum blond hair was spread over the pillow and also covered her eyes and part of her face. Her sheer nightie was hiked all the way up to where Mary’s thighs flowed gracefully into her rounded hip. Her left leg was bent at the knee and the thighs were spread enough to barely show the folds of her labia. Her full white butt was fully lit by the light from the street.
Carsten stood transfixed, his hand slowly moving towards his crotch as he stood there looking at his step-mother’s nudity. Although covered by the sheer nightie, he could see the shadows outlining her huge left breast as it rested on the mound flesh of the right. And the fabric was tented over the large erect nipple, which caused him to squeeze is cock through his pants. He turned away and quickly made his way to the bathroom.
Mary heard him close the bathroom door and opened her eyes fully. She was hoping her would jerk off right there at the door but she heard the show start and realized he would finish in the shower. She thought of all that cum going down the drain, and shook her head at the waste. She needed to do more to bring this to a head.
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Saturday was the day. Mary had continued to tease Carsten for the last few days, wearing outfits that would make a 90-year old take notice. He was not working today so would be home all day and night. On the other hand, Wes would be with his dad the whole weekend so she could complete her seduction of her own step-son. She was up early Saturday morning and had breakfast ready when her son came down the stairs.
“Morning, Mom,” he said as he walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in loose fitting sweatpants and an oversized dark tee-shirt, with some slippers on. She was just putting two plates on the kitchen table.
“Morning, baby,” she said with a smile. She reached over and hugged him lightly. “I made breakfast for you. Just sit down and you’ll have it in a moment.” When she brought the food over, they both sat and ate. They talked about his school work, and what he would be doing with his dad this weekend. A horn sounded out front and Wes grabbed his weekend bag, gave his mother a fast kiss on the cheek, and raced out the door. She moved to a window to ensure that they pulled out and left the driveway. Then she went to the kitchen and cleaned up the breakfast dishes, giving her ex time enough that they would not turn back for any forgotten items.
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